My Way Back Home — текст песни (Mark Chesnutt)

After one of my huntin`, fishin` party weekends
I could hardly wait to hold my baby again
A man will never see a more beautiful sight
Than home sweet mobil home in his truck headlights
But except for a cedar deck and cinder blocks
All I saw was a vacant lot

So I`m drivin` around, all over town
Wonderin` where she hauled it away
Yeah she`s on a roll, which way do I go
I`ve been through every single trailer park and KOA
She`s been mad before, but never this sore
You can surely bet from now on
I won`t wander from from her lovin` arms
If I ever find my way back home

Guess my homeless situation is partly my fault
For another thousand dollars down I could have bought
That house in the country that she loved so much
With all that brick and wood there ain`t no way it would budge
It`s easy now to figure out where I went wrong
But a little harder finding love that`s gone

So I`m drivin` around, all over town
Wonderin` where she hauled it away
Yeah she`s on a roll, which way do I go
I`ve been through every single trailer park and KOA
She`s been mad before, but never this sore
You can surely bet from now on
I won`t wander from from her lovin` arms
If I ever find my way back home
Yeah the next time I leave, I`m taking her or the keys
If I ever find my way (If he ever find my way)
If I ever find my way back home
Boy I`m as lost as an Easter egg...